The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Interested, no, no, no..." Slughorn shook his head quickly, with a look of incoherence: "I mean... I am still somewhat interested in these antique products..."

He barely took his eyes from Jon's pocket as he spoke.

Judging from the other party's expression, Jon can basically conclude...he was hooked!

"Professor Slughorn, the specific situation is as follows—" Mrs. Greenglass couldn't wait any longer, and she took the initiative to speak: "Mr. Hart would like to ask you a question..."

"A question?" Horace Slughorn's face changed suddenly. He glanced at Diana Greengrass and Jon with vigilance, and refused in a cold tone: " Hmph, I'm not a teacher at Hogwarts yet, I still want to enjoy a few days of clean life!"

Obviously, Slughorn's vigilance is higher than Jon and Mrs. Greengrass imagined.

As Tom Riddle's teacher, he is also one of the few wizards who knows Tom Riddle's true identity... Horace Slughorn is very sensitive to his own experiences, one is that he is afraid of the Death Eaters He used this to win him over, and the second was to worry that the Ministry of Magic would "reckon with him"... So Mrs. Greengrass just showed her feet before he found out.

Mrs. Greengrass' face also changed, realizing that what she just said was not helping, she quickly looked at Jon quietly for help.

"Yeah, it's just asking questions about schoolwork." Jon's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to flip through the suitcase calmly.

Slughorn looked at him a little unkindly, and—

"You look at this?" Jon took out a small crystal bottle filled with clear liquid and handed it to him.

"This is..." The expression on Slughorn's face gradually softened; at the same time, he took out his wand and touched the crystal bottle lightly; he even poured out a drop on his hand and licked it lightly. Then spit it out:

"Veritaserum...it seems to be a novice's work. The feathers of the sound bird are added a little more, the bile of the Sri Lankan vulture is not processed enough carefully, and the heart tendon of the ferret is used, but the heart of the stone marten is actually used. Tendons would work better...to be honest, there are a lot of problems!"

Having been a Potions teacher for decades, out of his professional attitude, he began to comment on this small bottle of potion.

Putting down the crystal bottle again, Slughorn looked up and glanced at the boy in front of him:

"Is this what you deserve?" His voice was a little weird.

"Yeah!" Jon nodded.

"Oh, Merlin's beard!" Slughorn looked at Jon carefully with a strange look, and muttered after a long time:

"How old are you..."

"It will be fifteen years old in a few days." Jon said with a smile.

"Fifteen years old, I haven't passed the O.W.Ls exam yet... Although the finished product is relatively rough, it is a remarkable achievement to be able to concoct Veritaserum at this age...Dumbledore's evaluation of you earlier was indeed correct!" Slughorn couldn't help praising.

Slughorn's evaluation is correct. This bottle of Veritaserum was the first high-level potion that Jon concocted back then. At that time, the technique was relatively unfamiliar, so it was inevitable that it would be rough... Ask him to make it now, and make it out. The effect of the potion must be much better.

But he obviously won't tell Slughorn, just need to use this to make Slughorn pay a certain amount of attention to himself, and that's enough.

...

"Compared to you, it's far worse!" Putting the bottle of veritaserum back into the suitcase, Jon complimented loudly: "When Professor Dumbledore mentioned you, he said that you are from the British. The best potions master of the century... Even our previous potions teacher, Professor Snape, is far behind you!"

"Oh, really?" It was obvious that Slughorn was very pleased with this compliment, and he nodded with a happy face: "I can't tell, Professor Dumbledore still values ​​me... …No wonder you invited me out of the mountain again this time.”

"So out of respect for you, I came here specially this time to ask you for advice!" After going around in such a big circle, Jon finally revealed his reason for coming.

"It must be about potions!" Slughorn said with a straight face.

"Of course...it's only about academic problems..." Jon nodded with a smile: "Actually, I just came here this time to have a competition with you!"

"Competition...hahaha!" Slughorn laughed heartily: "I don't look down on you, but how old are you, young man..."

"Of course, the competition is just for talking, the real purpose is to ask for advice... I hope to observe the gap between you and you in the process of preparing the same potion with you, and learn something... After all, I am no longer Hogg Watts is now a student, and there are not many such plans in the future." Jon explained calmly.

Looking at Slughorn's disdainful eyes, he added: "I see that you are very interested in the locket I just took out... If I lose, I will give it to you as a chip All right!"

Slughorn's breathing gradually became short of breath, and he asked in a low voice: "Then what if I lose!"

"To be honest, I didn't even think that I would have the possibility of winning... You can just answer me with any question then, academic questions!" Jon said calmly.

Slughorn glanced at Jon with some vigilance. He obviously sensed that there might be a conspiracy in the other party's words... But Slytherin's relic was too attractive to him, and he couldn't refuse it.

What's more, Slughorn was extremely careful about his level of potions, and he didn't believe that he would lose to a boy under the age of fifteen.

He nodded: "I agree with your conditions...but I can only answer your questions about academics. If you ask another question, involving my past or personal privacy, I will not answer it!"

"Of course." Jon nodded: "I can swear, I can even make an unbreakable oath."

"I also suggest that you make an oath." Mrs. Greengrass smiled and said, "To prevent Mr. Hart from reneging on his debts, or using a counterfeit to perfuse you, Professor Slughorn. "

"No problem!" Slughorn hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Then I'll be a witness!" Mrs. Greengrass offered.

...

Horace Slughorn and Jon Hart took each other's right hands.

And Diana Greengrass took out her wand, and tapped the tip of it on their clasped hands.

"Mr. Hart, would you like to have a competition with me on potion preparation; if you win, give me the Slytherin relic I saw just now!" Slughorn asked road.

"I would." Jon nodded.

A thin, blazing tongue of fire shot from the wand, like a red hot wire, wrapped around their clasped hands.

"Professor Slughorn, if you lose, you need to answer one of my academic questions." This time it was Jon's turn to speak.

"I would," said Slughorn.

A second tongue of flame burst from the wand, intertwining with the first in a thin, glowing red chain.

Then he added another sentence: "The question you asked me is limited to academic aspects, and cannot involve my past!"

"I understand." Jon nodded again.

A third tongue of flame spewed from the wand, intertwined with the first two, and wound tightly around their clasped hands like a cord, like a fire-breathing snake.

Under the light of the three tongues of flame, a smile appeared on the corner of Jon's mouth.

PS: Great news, this chapter says that everything is back, including the previous chapters.